Maybe

Maybe we don't talk enough.
Maybe the phone doesn't ring as often as it should.
Maybe we get caught up in our own little worlds, with our kids,
Our pets, our families, and don't take the time for each other.
Maybe it's been so long since we've talked about anything meaningful
that you've forgotten how to hear me.
Maybe it shouldn't take sickness and pain to bring friends together.
Maybe I'm sorry.
Maybe sometimes I'm wrong, and I'm sorry for that.
But, maybe sometimes you're wrong too.
Maybe it's not up to me to decide that.
Maybe my problems are bigger than me, not bigger than God,
but I need you to remind me of that.
Maybe you need me too, and I'm lost.
Maybe this is letting you know that together and apart, I love you.
Maybe you should be able to call me anytime.
Day or night.
Rain or shine.
Winter or Summer.
Spring or Fall.
Thick or thin.
Better or worse.
Maybe.

*The Jesus Loving Princess*

*Blessed are you when men hate you, when they exclude you and insult you and reject your name as evil, because of the Son of Man. Luke 6:22 *